Through the air she walked, a specter of crimson determination. Hualing could sense her master through their oath-talent connection, her senses stretching across the cityscape like invisible tendrils seeking their target. Her eyes narrowed as she locked onto the distant location where she felt Ambrose's presence resonating within her.
Without hesitation, she leapt from her blood platform, soaring through open space before landing precisely on another crimson disc that materialized beneath her feet. Like a dancer traversing an impossible staircase, she bounded from one blood platform to the next, her movements fluid and purposeful against the city skyline.
